Chapter 13 Marriage

When Qingzhu heard her mention her mother, she was inevitably sad. Yinger was a maid brought by her mother from the Liu family in the State of Yan. In the past, when she suffered, she had been taking good care of her and never abandoned her. Now it is because of a man who has separated his former feelings.

"Yinger, Lv Qingzhu is not a person who pretends to be confused. Why don't I understand your mind? However, some people are not suitable for you at all. A woman can only be truly happy if she finds a man who sincerely loves you and regards you as the only one. I don't want you to share the same man with countless women like me and live a life of intrigue every day. Qingzhu almost burst into tears when he said this.

"Why did the young lady still follow the prince without complaint or regret?" Yinger's little face turned red. "The doctor is also single-minded to you."

"If I had chosen at the beginning, I would never have jumped into this golden cage and would rather stay at home with the man who really loved me." Perhaps because of the loss of power of the Lv family, Qingzhu has always lived with emotions recently, and his original temperament has disappeared. "You don't have to blame me. It's difficult to get rid of my toxins and won't have a few years of life. In the future, even if the concubines and maids in the house bully people, I will not be clean. I will naturally mention your marriage to the prince. Let her give you a name."

Ying'er opened her mouth and didn't say anything. She went to the door and left. "The prince said that he would come back early after dealing with political affairs in the evening. I asked you not to wait for him to come back for dinner."

In the room, Qingzhu was looking out of the window alone, which was excited and uneasy. She and Qin Zheng had not seen each other for a long time. Since the last coup in Chaoyang Palace, the Qin CPPCC has been busy from morning to night every day. For nearly half a month, she has been thinking nonsense every day. I don't know if he will be cold because of his father's affairs. I don't know if he has more women, worry about gains and losses, and sigh for the future!

In the evening, his thoughts flew. Qingzhu sat in front of the dressing table and had a little makeup, and his cheeks were smeared with rouge. Although he was a little sick, he was still indescribably bright and beautiful. Suddenly, a man's figure was mirrored in the bronze mirror, and a faint smile made people feel comfortable.

In a trance, looking at himself in the opposite bronze mirror and Qin Zheng, who stood behind him with a smile, the two looked so compatible, like a couple like a fairy couple.

"When did you come?" Although he is happy but can't show it, otherwise this man will definitely be complacent.

"When you were in a daze, I've been looking at you for a long time," Qin Zheng smiled wickedly and naturally put his hands on her shoulders. "I was just thinking about something so distracted. Isn't it because I haven't been missing me for a long time!"

"It's less stinky! I never want a man who doesn't have me in my heart. Qingzhu pretended to be angry, but his mouth smiled charmingly.

"How did Zhuer know that I didn't have you in my heart?" Qin Zheng lowered his head and kissed her gently in her ear, "Do you want to dig out my heart? I'm afraid you won't be willing to give up."

"If you fail me, you will dig out your heart and have a look!" Qingzhu said angrily.

"It's up to you." Qin Zheng picked up a wisp of her and sent it to her nose and smelled it gently. "It smells so good. It smells like your people. Do you want to comb bamboo's hair? How about I come to help?"

Qingzhu stared in disbelief. Did she hear it correctly!

Qin Zheng in the mirror smiled very lightly, but also very warmly. He seemed to gently lifted her long hair and gently tied it up for her. He was domineering and rudely. His clumsy hands were not very skilled to help her with her hair. Because his men were astringent, it was inevitably too much. She was made uncomfortable and twisted her body, but gently shaking her head was smooth. The ink hair suddenly scattered.

Qin Zheng frowned secretly and complained, "The hard-won bun has been dispersed by you."

"Qin Zheng, you are very skillful. How many women have you combed your hair for?" Qingzhu frowned, pretending to be cold and low.

"I, Qin Zheng, have never tied my hair for any woman except you in this life!" Qin Zheng's face was cold, and his chest heaved with anger.

The so-called hair couple means that the husband sowns for his wife and gently pulls his hair. The hair tie represents the white-headed appointment, the hand of the son, and the agreement with the son.

She sincerely made fun of him. He had so many women and a beloved sister. Didn't they do anything for a long time in Nanqi? Bao couldn't touch her little hand, kiss her little face, and ask her to believe that nothing had happened, and she didn't believe it.

Qingzhu turned around and looked at him faintly for a while without saying anything. He tied up his hair casually, took a high bun, and walked to the back of the screen to change his clothes.

Yinger lowered her eyebrows and held the tray with a goose-yellow trenched gauze skirt on it to help her wear it.

Looking down at the little girl, Qingzhu thought hard about when and how to talk to Qin Zheng. It's better to choose a day than to bump into the sun. It's not a way to delay for a long time. It's better to have a showdown now.

"Your Majesty, I think Ying'er is sixteen years old. It's time to find a mother-in-law. She is smart and obedient and has followed me since she was a child. Why don't you give her a name!" The old god is speaking, but his heart is as sour as soaked in old vinegar.

The little maid didn't expect that the young lady would suddenly make this suggestion in front of her. At that moment, she was panicked, lowered her little red face, and retreated aside and refused to say anything.

This is an attitude of acquiescence, and anyone can understand the girl's mind.

Qin Zheng ignored Qingzhu's words, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He chewed the woman's name, "Ying'er."

At this time, the door ring hit the wooden door, and the tall and handsome wind pushed the door in. He bowed down and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the carriage is ready and has been decorated according to your requirements. When will you leave?"

"Depart now!" Qin Zheng continued, "There is no need to leave people in the car. Fengyang. You take that thing to the seaside first, and we will arrive in about two hours."

"Yes!" Feng Yang hugged his fist and replied, "There is no other order to retreat." After saying that, he turned around and strode out.

"Hight!" Qin Zheng seemed to remember something and hurriedly stopped him, "Feng Yang hasn't married yet! Coincidentally, I will marry Qianfei's maid to you, so that their master and servant can meet every day!"

"Ah?" The wind and ink-colored water eyes were full of puzzlement, and they looked around for a week and absorbed all the expressions of Qin Zheng, Qingzhu and Yinger.

Qin Zheng's proud sneer, Qingzhu's eyes were full of puzzlement, but Yinger's face was unsatisfied unwillingness.

"Your Majesty, are you too arbitrary?" Qingzhu frowned, "They have no emotional foundation."

"I haven't cultivated it from now on," Qin Zheng looked at Yinger coldly and suddenly smiled, "What are you doing? Don't you thank me? You two cultivate your relationship first. After I ascend the throne, I will give you an order to get married, and then you two can get married.

The man's innate domineering majesty, took Qingzhu's hand directly and walked to the carriage without waiting for them to refute.

Only Ying'er, who was lying on the ground and crying, and Feng Yang with a clear face were left in the room. "Miss Ying'er, the prince's order cannot be disobeyed. Even if you and I are reluctant to endure it, Feng Yang still has a sentence that he doesn't listen to. Don't cove too much about what kind of status people do. According to my understanding of the prince, he I don't like disobedient women the most. If you annoy him, be careful not to die.

After saying that, Feng Yang no longer looked at her and turned away in disgust.

Qingzhu stood in front of the carriage and was dumbfounded. She had taken many luxurious vehicles before, but the one in front of her was luxurious. It's simply a nanny car used by stars in modern society.

The scarlet carriage is tall and spacious, with a hot stove in the middle. There are all kinds of living utensils in the hut, and even quilts and pillows. Is Qin Zheng going to spend the night in the wild?

Qin Zheng got on the car first, turned around and pulled Qingzhu up to warm her by the stove, and drove two horses in front of her.

"Aren't you coming in?" Qingzhu wondered why Qin Zheng sat outside, "Where is the driver?"

"I am your driver and your subordinate! Everything is up to you!" Through the heavy door curtain, the man's voice still floated in low, "There is no one else tonight, only you and me."

The carriage was silent, and a woman's delicate whisper came out for a long time. The voice sounded a little uncomfortable, and there was a little sourness, "What happened to you and Yinger during the days when I was not in the royal palace? Otherwise, how can a little girl die for you?

"I said that I have always been guarding for you." Qin Zheng's voice was lazy and almost sighed, "Don't you believe me?"

After the test of life and death in the palace, Qingzhu has already put his heart on Qin Zheng and believes in his oath, "I believe you, but I have always felt that something must have happened between you, otherwise she would not have changed so much to you." I remember that Yinger had a lot of opinions about Qin Zheng in the past. How could she change her mind overnight for no reason?

"What happens is because of you. No one can let go of this heart but you!" Qin Zheng didn't want to worry too much about this problem. "Zhuer, let's not worry about other people's affairs. We will go to the market after dinner later!"

As soon as she heard about eating and shopping, a woman immediately came to her senses, leaving all her previous concerns behind, and kept talking with a small mouth, "Who is that... Which restaurant shall we go to? Where is the market? What time does the market close? What local specialties are there in Northern Qin..." Qin Zheng blinked his eyes, dug out earwax, and almost vomited five taels of blood.

And a woman ignored his impatience. He muttered endlessly, but unfortunately, he didn't have pen and paper in his hand, otherwise he must record all the dishes he ordered after a while, preferably all the dishes he had eaten before. In the past, he spent a lot of money on her when she was in Nanqi, and today, his aunt's big knife was also raised high, and he had to make you break your money!